[This was written by me on a bus from
(where I studied) to Gaya (my
hometown) after the grim incident of mysterious death of my Friend. She was
also my lodge mate and classmate in 11th &12th. I was
heartbroken and messed up and just wanted to reach home as soon as possible. My
mind was wondering about her, the beautiful moments that she spent with me and
my other friends, her short life, its purpose, our existence and other things.
But slowly with time I could grasp the reality, come face to face with it and
handle the situation. I realized that Life is a journey that unfolds slowly and
offers various insights and opportunities for us to learn and share.This poem
was just an expression of those feelings.]
Carrying a gloomy Face
I was trying to catch up with the rat race
Struck by the trauma of an unusual facet
Driven by fear and Kismet, my fate
I was desperate to plunge on my destined date
Thinking, how time would tick away?
It was as if Time had stagnated, not budging to pass,
That’s when I looked around and saw my co-passengers
Having eager faces
Enthusiasm bursting and bubbling in each case!
Their enthusiasm - Was it because of the challenge they were accepting from life?
Or were they like me – in cursing the journey
And blurting – destination is the thing that’s Prime!
It’s wonderful; it’s a heavenly creation
If you know it well, yours is the world
But if you are unaware of its passing vibe
You are doomed to remain ordinary
And lost in the dreary dusk.
Wisely said – Time is the Biggest healer
How I swept away steadily, in its tide
Was unknown to me
I had the rarest feeling
Of its Soothing Ripples
Which gave me Smiles
That would last for a lifetime
Tinkling and reminding me by its chime
That: Moments are precious
Live to the fullest
Love to the infinities
Gain through the Journeys
Ultimate Destination once you reach
All your vigor is consumed and bleached
Then set foot for another destiny
And that’s when you realize
In the spick and span of time
That – Journey is better than destination, besides!